Sita Weatherby (devotion_o_eons) wrote in rainbosunnydale, @ 2008-12-09 04:48:00 |
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Current mood: | cynical |
Who: Sita and Open.
What: Coffee Break.
Where: The planet – local coffee shop.
When: Wednesday, July 9th, 2003 – 10am
Why: Bloody yank’s don’t know ‘ow to make a cup but this place isn’t terrible.
Rating: ???
Scene: Fade In.
Bloody wankers were full of kak lately. First off sending her after the little girl that seemed to have a small army after her, yet, that was to be expected, wasn’t it? Flipping the paper open her eyes scanned over the articles available for viewing that morning. It was more of the same death, destruction and depressing bollocks that the papers contained every morning, noon and night. News really only meant reporting the bull hockey of the normal person’s life to scare people into thinking the world was full of horrors. If only they knew the truth most of them would lock and board up their windows and doors and never come out until dusk or dawn was far under hand.
The waitress slipped up next to the table were the hired hand sat and gingerly placed her coffee on the table in front of her. Giving the poor thing a smile eyes roamed. The girl was pretty, nothing wrong in admiring that. Though thoughts seemed to continuously travel back to the dimpled little girl she had saved from wondered aimlessly into who knows what sort of bloody monsters arms. The girl asked if Sita required anything further and with a shake of her head the watcher dismissed the girl off to her other duties. Leaning back in her seat Sita attempted to look for the silver lining there had to be in the paper but seemed to find nothing but failure. Folding the paper and tossing it on the table eyes searched around for any form of distraction that might offer it self to the restless dark haired Brit.